Saturday, February 10, 2007
okay finally we (did) come to this resplendent friday morning. this time the birthday boy didn't buy his own cake, the candle was fusing with the cake as we waited for him to finish getting his manhood brutally compromised in the toilet, but did it compromise the festive mood in the very least? no.
A Letter to the Glorious Leader.
Oh Glorious Leader of OAC-land. We've awaited so long for this magnificent day of divine reckoning. Birthdays in their most spiritual sense is a celebration of individual existence and what they've brought into this world, and we do hope that you enjoyed your alcohol-infused cake.
We really really think that you're a very capable and zhai guy. Thanks a lot ah, AAron, for being mentally-stable and simply there for OAC.
You're quite the happy optimistic chief, and we all appreciate your unwavering stability and intelligence at all times. Thanks for being so enthu too, for even the most horrible PT sessions that sorry excuse for a relief PTI Mou came up with.
Stay cool, dude. You'll never walk alone.
From
Starving Air Chief, on behalf of theoppressed masses.
A Letter to the Glorious Leader.
Oh Glorious Leader of OAC-land. We've awaited so long for this magnificent day of divine reckoning. Birthdays in their most spiritual sense is a celebration of individual existence and what they've brought into this world, and we do hope that you enjoyed your alcohol-infused cake.
We really really think that you're a very capable and zhai guy. Thanks a lot ah, AAron, for being mentally-stable and simply there for OAC.
You're quite the happy optimistic chief, and we all appreciate your unwavering stability and intelligence at all times. Thanks for being so enthu too, for even the most horrible PT sessions that sorry excuse for a relief PTI Mou came up with.
Stay cool, dude. You'll never walk alone.
From
Starving Air Chief, on behalf of the
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